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The sand got into my shorts. I’m itching in bad places, I said. Can I help? she asked. But I learned everything in hindsight. Like an idiot.

The cab pulled up. We both attempted entry. She said, The nerve. So I let her take the thing, but only because she sounded so old-fashioned.

I smoothed out my hair, fighting a losing battle against the wind. She said, Put on your shirt. Finally, manscaping seemed like a good idea.

Everyone in the bar was named Jim so the brawl was maybe inevitable but it gave the police conniptions, and the Jims got off with a warning.

I turned my back on the sunset and pouted like a baby. You’re against beauty, she said. I don’t care, I said. So she spanked me. I liked it.

It was late. I was feeling restless. Dangerous even. I thought about going out and causing havoc. Owning the night. But I was wearing cords.